Jade Girl's Adultery

When Gan Meizhu was a carefree young girl, she lived with her parents, siblings, and younger siblings on this peaceful
little island in the South China Sea, like a happy little bird.

The island is indeed small; geographically, it's located west of Hong Kong Island and is called Ping Chau. It forms a four-island network with
the larger Lantau Island, Lamma Island, and Cheung Chau, belonging to Hong Kong's outlying islands.

Ping Chau was once a thriving fabric industry. Thirty years ago, Meizhu's father followed his fellow
villagers from Dongguan in mainland China to work as a fabric worker there, eventually becoming a master craftsman with
a stable income. Their family never worried about food. Meizhu, her younger brother, and two younger sisters all had access to education and helped their mother with housework
in their spare time , enjoying a happy childhood.

Three years ago, Meizhu was only fourteen years old, but she had already grown into a graceful and beautiful young woman with a striking figure that would make
any man take a second look. There was only one secondary school on the island, but it was
mainly , and the number of students was very small. This was because Hong Kong's education system implemented nine years of compulsory free education, so
the number of students decreased significantly after Form 3, with most entering the workforce. Mei-chu was no exception; she only completed Form 3
before going to work in a fabric factory with her mother. However, that year, Mei-chu encountered
numerous difficulties in her life.

First, labor was cheap in mainland China, which heavily invested in foreign-invested joint ventures and
established special economic zones along the coast. Prices were lower than in any other country or region, and most Hong Kong
factories relocated to these mainland zones, directly impacting the fabric industry in Ping Chau. Within two years, the
industry had withered; of the dozen or so fabric factories in Ping Chau, only two small factories remained, often without workers,
leaving many fabric workers unemployed. Mei-chu and her mother were both forced to stop working, and her father was essentially "semi-
unemployed ," only working seven or eight days a month, making life difficult for the family.

Next, trouble arose in Mei-chu's "inevitable life stage": love came her way, and
marriage was proposed to her by her parents later. Unfortunately, these two things were not the same;
the person Mei-chu loved was different from the man she was to marry.

What troubled Mei-chu most was that she had fallen in love with a married, middle-aged man,
Li Da-xi, the owner of a tourist restaurant. Her parents wanted her to marry a young, strong man named Ma Hua, only
twenty-three or twenty-four years old, the most skilled stonemason in the local quarry. Ping Chau was a small place, and Ma Hua and Mei-chu had known each other since
childhood
. However, he was straightforward and honest, and only dared to date Mei-chu after his father proposed marriage to her father.

"Zhu, when you were thirteen, I saw you wearing beautiful clothes and accompanying your mother to worship the gods during the Lunar New Year. That's when I
wanted to marry you!" Ma Hua once confessed his feelings to her. Ma Hua, with his straightforward personality, was always direct in
his approach to love. Although Mei Zhu thought he was quite good, he was tall and imposing, speaking loudly and imposingly,
nothing like the "handsome young man" she had seen in movies. For Mei Zhu, who longed for romantic love, this was quite
disappointing.

However, reality shattered her romantic dreams. Ma Hua waited three or four years before proposing
marriage . The reason wasn't that he thought Mei Zhu was too young; in their rural area,
it was common for sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls to get married. The biggest reason was that the man lacked financial means. Locally, feudal
marriage customs still persisted, resembling a marriage of convenience. The Gan family demanded a dowry of HK$30,000, along with a complete wedding feast and banquet.

Ma Hua knew he would have to work hard for several years; at that time, he had only saved a little over HK$20,000. After
bargaining, the dowry was reduced to HK$25,000, with the wedding feast and banquet still provided. To achieve this, he had to borrow an amount roughly equal to his savings from the
quarry owner.

However, the condition for the loan was that three months after his marriage, he would be transferred from Ping Chau to another quarry in
Shek O , because they couldn't find
workers with Ma Hua's skills at the same wage there. Even after the transfer, his salary would still be higher than in Ping Chau, and still very cheap compared to
those . Ma Hua wanted to settle down, but more importantly, he wanted to marry this beautiful woman, satisfying his vanity of possessing a beautiful woman; in reality, who wouldn't want their wife to be better and smarter
than someone else's ?

So he decided to accept the boss's terms.

Meizhu's parents adored the young man and equally admired his dowry, which was considered quite generous in the area. They pressured their daughter,
almost coercing her, that if she accepted Ma Hua's
"love," their family's financial difficulties would be temporarily resolved, her younger siblings could continue their studies, and
she could later move with her husband to bustling Hong Kong Island to live a blissful "paradise"
life .

Meizhu had no room for consideration. How could she say that she had already fallen in love with another married man?

If she did, her father would surely beat her to death. But sometimes, she secretly wondered
if the feelings she had for Darcy were truly "love."

Darcy had always professed his love for her. Indeed, when Darcy was pursuing her, he had sent her
a , which he would then slip to her when they met—more than four months had passed since then. Conversely, her fiancé,
Ma Hua, never wrote love letters; in fact, he was probably less educated than Mei Zhu!

Ma Hua was also incapable of sweet talk, as if such words were
superfluous now that Mei Zhu was about to become his wife. This left Mei Zhu feeling somewhat unsatisfied. However, Mei Zhu wasn't a vain
girl , and her mind was far from "modern." It seemed that Darcy's ambition towards her
often led him to make physical advances when they were alone, which she always resolutely refused. She
felt that she already belonged to Ma Hua, and that her virginity should be enjoyed by him. However, Mei Zhu
couldn't bring herself to sever their ties before the wedding, leaving her constantly troubled and unsure of what
to do.

The auspicious day had been chosen; the eighteenth day after the engagement would be Mei Zhu's wedding day. This is the tenth
day. The poor family's daughter, though soon to be married, still has to go up the mountain to gather firewood for fuel to help with household chores.

Although they have a gas stove at home, petroleum prices rise every year, so using a free method is certainly
better than spending money! The mountain isn't far, nor is it high; it's just behind the village, covered with pine trees. The government doesn't prohibit...
The villagers had cut down all the dead branches, so Meizhu knew this small hill so well since childhood that she could walk up and down it
with her eyes closed .

Accompanying her up the hill was Daidi, a former coworker from the cloth factory. Daidi was half a year younger than Meizhu, but more
precocious, with a larger chest and a rounder, more prominent bottom. She was originally from the water, living in a
squalid alley . Daidi loved modern trends and thought her name, Daidi, was too common, so she had long ago changed it to Diana.
At first glance, it sounded like a scholar's name, and that's what she liked. Therefore, Meizhu went along with her and
called her Diana from then on.

"You should change it too!" Dai Di once suggested to Mei Zhu, "Your name is Mei Zhu, so why not change it to Mary?

It's trendy and sounds nice, and besides, you're really beautiful!" Mei Zhu outwardly said she didn't like English names,
but what did she really think? She told Darcy—her beloved—about this suggestion, so Darcy started
calling her by that English name from then on, though she probably wouldn't tell Dai Di.

They carried a carrying pole, with a sickle tied to one end with a rope used for bundling firewood. Speaking of Mei Zhu's
marriage , Dai Di was quite envious of the dowry and wedding cakes, but she absolutely disagreed with Mei Zhu marrying that rustic
Malaysian Chinese.

"If I'm going to marry, I'll never marry a poor local boy!" Dai Di said, "I'd rather choose a rich
guy, or at least a white-collar worker, that's more refined!"

"Diana, I had no choice," Meizhu said distressedly. "And please, don't talk about
this . The die is cast..." Daidi wisely shut up.

Along the way, they met villagers and neighbors who had eaten Meizhu's wedding cakes, and they all praised her for being
a good match for her daughter, saying that the MCA (Malaysian Chinese Association) was willing to spend a lot of money. What Meizhu found most irritating was the phrase "willing to spend a lot of money"!

Indeed, everyone said her father was greedy, practically extorting money from a young man in his twenties.

Wasn't that forcing the future son-in-law to borrow money from loan sharks? How could they blame people for
gossiping ?

When they reached the mountain, they rested for a while, standing in a breezy spot to cool off. Both of their floral shirts were soaked with
sweat and quite uncomfortable. Dai Di simply rolled up the hem of her shirt to fan herself, revealing her fair belly and
deep navel. Mei Zhu wanted to laugh at her, saying that with such good skin, it would be easy for her to marry a rich man.

Dai Di scolded Mei Zhu and teased her, saying that Mei Zhu's belly was also quite fair, and that
when Ma Hua "stripped her naked" in the bridal chamber, the
silly laughed for a while, then started chopping firewood, chatting as they chopped.

Meizhu asked her, "Diana, where have you been these past two nights? I finished my chores and was still up late, wanting to
chat with , but your mother said you went out. I bet you went on a date!"

"Hehe! You're just guessing, but..." Daidi giggled, glancing
at , "You really bumped into him!"

"Who is he? Is he rich?"

"Don't laugh at me, Meizhu. But we're not serious."

"Who is he?"

"It's Michael!"

"That's Michael? I don't know his English name, tell me!"

"He's the heir to the Chunhetang herbal medicine shop! He just
graduated , you must know him."

"Oh! So it's Ya Niu!" Meizhu laughed, "He's a pretty good guy! Even if you... you could really
date him, at least he's a prince, what more could you want?"

"What's so great about a small herbal medicine shop?" Dai Di wiped the sweat from her brow with her sleeve. "Besides,
I plan to date a few guys, compare them slowly, and then choose the most ideal one before we tie
the knot!" Her face flushed, and she giggled.

"That's quite a plan!" Mei Zhu laughed, panting, as she vigorously swung her sickle. The withered pine tree was
as thick as her elbow, and with each chop, she broke out in a sweat.

"Anyway, I won't be so foolish as to get married without experiencing love, unlike you. I want to
date , have my fill, and then it's not too late to get married."

Dai Di was an only child. Her father worked as a construction worker in Hong Kong, and he sent enough money back to her and her mother every month
to support them. Her circumstances were far superior to Mei Zhu's. At least, she didn't have to work too hard. She only chopped
some firewood and helped her mother work part-time as a maid, earning whatever she could. All the money she earned was for her own pocket money,
and she didn't have to rely on dowries to make a living. Therefore, she had a lot of freedom when it came to love and marriage.

Meizhu, however, felt that her statement was not very reliable. "Diana, aren't you afraid that having too many boyfriends will bring you
losses?"

"Losses?"

"Many men... are just looking to play with girls."

Dai Di chuckled and said, "You mean I'll suffer losses? No way! Everyone's
happy when I'm with them, it doesn't necessarily mean I'll suffer losses. They have to spend money when they date girls, so in fact, it
's !"

"You may not know yet," Mei Zhu said, "Those men, after spending money, will definitely want to get
something out of you, so... you..."

"I won't sleep with them!" Dai Di said loudly, "If I'm going to, it depends on who he is and

what benefits he'll give me! Mei Zhu, I know that."

Mei Zhu quickly said, "Aren't you afraid someone nearby will hear you speaking so loudly?"

Dai Di suddenly stopped, took out her watch from her pocket, looked at it, nodded, and muttered to herself, "Good,
he should be here soon."

"Who? You... made an appointment?" Mei Zhu asked in surprise.

"Yes, Michael said he'd come to help me chop wood at exactly twelve o'clock," Dai Di said proudly.

"Ah! Why didn't you say so sooner?" Mei Zhu's surprise turned to displeasure. "You've arranged to meet someone
on the mountain What am I supposed to do when he gets here?"

Dai Di quickly said, "You can still chop! Mei Zhu, I can ask Michael to help you too. He's very
strong and has plenty of energy. After we're done, we'll go talk about some private matters. You can go back down the mountain first."

Mei Zhu was a little angry, but Dai Di laughed and said, "Look at you! You're all pouting!

Bride."

"I'm not happy with what you're doing, Diana."

"Look at you! Mei Zhu, you're getting married soon, you'll have a man to keep you happy all day, but she's lonely... "
"I'm so lonely, I'm looking for a boyfriend to play with, and you're getting jealous?"

"It's not jealousy," Meizhu said, "It would be bad if people found out. The excuse is to chop wood, but I've already made an appointment..."

"Shu!" Suddenly, Daidi stopped her from speaking and pretended to listen carefully.

Meizhu suddenly tensed up and asked her, "What did you hear?"

After a moment, Daidi smiled and said, "Michael's here, he's imitating a pheasant's call!"

"Oh! I...I...I have to avoid him!" Meizhu hurriedly said, "I'll go over there,
Diana . I'll go back by myself after I've chopped the firewood."

"Alright!"

As soon as Daidi finished speaking, Michael, who looked about eighteen or nineteen years old with long hair, emerged from the path. He
smiled at the two girls and said, "I'm here to help you, my new recruit!"

Meizhu didn't dare to linger. She quickly gathered up the fallen dry branches and carried them away along with her carrying pole and sickle. She could only hear
the two of them talking softly and laughing loudly behind her...

Half an hour later, the absent-minded Meizhu finally chopped two bundles of firewood. She really wanted to sneak back and see
what they were doing there. Daidi said she wouldn't have relations with men, but men aren't stupid! They're not
cats that don't eat fish; do you think you can pretend to be virtuous? Besides, Daidi was naturally passionate. Under Michael's teasing,
would she strip naked and play with him?

It was very hot on the mountain, and birds chirped incessantly in the nearby trees. Meizhu thought of how she herself had once been
as . However, when she thought deeper and realized that her carefree girlhood would end in a few days
, an indescribable sadness coldly crept into her heart. Meizhu could only pray that after
marriage , her relationship with Ma Hua would slowly develop, and then, with the passage of time, she would surely
be able to gradually erase the impression Darcy had left so deeply in her mind. If Ma Hua could be
as simple and honest as the other married men on this island, even if he was a little dull-witted, Meizhu would be willing to stay with him. Sometimes,
marrying a man who doesn't know how to be charming is safer than marrying a man who claims to be a "master of flirting"!

As she drifted off into thought, filled with
joyful she became unusually diligent. She bundled the firewood with the rope she had brought, slung her machete at an angle,
and prepared to descend the mountain alone without waiting for Dai Di.

Suddenly, she heard a man's scream nearby, followed by Michael's complaining voice: "Are you trying to strangle
me? This is a man's vital spot!"

Oh dear! They were nearby. Mei Zhu's heart sank, and she stood there, stunned and
embarrassed . She hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but they spoke so loudly, as if they wanted her to hear them.

For some reason, Dai Di snapped at Michael, "This is to teach you a lesson! I told you not to bring it
in, but you insisted!"

"I love you so much… ah! How can I bear this?"

"I don't care, I've already been very accommodating."

"Let me… let me… is this alright? Diana, you! You…"

Her voice trailed off. But Meizhu's curiosity, and an inexplicable inner impulse,
stirred up their conversation, making her heart pound and her cheeks flush.

She stood there stunned for at least two minutes, then, after a strange rustling sound, Meizhu couldn't help but dart her eyes around,
searching for them among the trees. Now, she was deliberately spying;
the psychology is hard to explain, and spying on acquaintances is the most alluring. Once she figured out the direction, Meizhu
instinctively bent down, parting the low trees and thorns blocking her path, and crawled through like a puppy.

Soon, she heard Michael's strange chatter.

"Lift it up! Ah… take it off quickly, let me see you clearly!" Michael's words were interspersed with
sobs.

"Are you trying to kill me? You touched me and that's not enough…" Daidi gasped nervously.

"No, I want to see! See if it's fake!"

"Go to hell! How could I be fake?"

"Then prove it to me, I'll only believe you after I see it."

"Hmph! I don't believe your nonsense. You've already wet my pants, are you trying to pull another trick?"

Meizhu's mind was even more confused. She and Darcy had shared passionate kisses and caresses, so she understood
what it meant to wet pants. And now, even she herself was sweating between her legs!
Unwilling to give up without seeing them, she searched even more carefully, afraid of being discovered.

Before her was a dense forest, and the low trees at her feet were even denser. After Meizhu climbed a few more feet, she suddenly realized that there
were several trenches nearby. It turned out that the mountain was an abandoned military camp. During the days when troops were stationed there,
many trenches were dug in this back mountain. However, due to long-term neglect, the trenches were overgrown with weeds and gradually
filled in by sand and soil, but they were still four or five feet deep. They were obviously hiding in the trench, how could Meizhu possibly spy on them?

Unless she climbed a tree, or simply ran to the edge of the trench to see, but she didn't dare.

At this moment, Daidi excitedly exclaimed, "Are you serious?"

"Of course," Michael said, "I'll buy it for you tonight!" This heir of the herbal medicine shop had
actually launched a "silver bullet offensive," and Michael was exploiting Daidi's vanity.

At this moment, Meizhu knew that she must have undressed in the trench, letting Michael feast his eyes.

Then, Michael said, "Wow! You're really that big, so big and swollen!"

"Um, do you think... I'm sexy?" Daidi asked him in a coquettish voice. Meizhu felt a chill run down her spine,
secretly cursing her for being "slippery" and nauseating.

"So...so sexy! I really love your big breasts, Diana..."

"No...no..."

"So sweet, so fragrant!"

"Fragrant? It's all sweat!"

"This sweat is called fragrant sweat. Diana, does it feel good when I kiss you like this?"

"Oh! How can you ask someone like that...Hey! What are you doing now?" She suddenly screamed.

"Haha!" Michael laughed and said, "You're drooling too! Touch me too! Look at me."

"Oh, you're so quick again...?"

"I love you! We both need the same thing, don't we?" His voice was very provocative: "Come on,
when we're together, it will be the best time of our lives."

"No! I...I'm still a virgin!" she said, "I can't give myself to you!"

"Then...how about this!"

"You... keep this up, and I'll agree! Otherwise, I'd rather die than submit."

"Alright then! Lovely Diana, hurry up and close your legs! Ah... I'm getting more and more nervous,
more and more excited!"

"Me too... Michael... Michael... Oh! Don't bite... Kiss me! Touch me! You
... Ugh..."

Meizhu gasped for breath, her whole body drenched in sweat. She was in so much pain that
she couldn't bear it any longer. She quickly turned around and crawled back to where her two bundles of firewood were. She gritted her teeth and
used the carrying pole to lift the firewood up. Then she noticed that her knees, thighs, and most annoying spot
were all numb and tingling...

To get back to the village from the foot of the mountain, she had to pass through a large cemetery. This area used to be a mass grave, but in recent years, the Ping Chau
cemetery had become overcrowded. After government redevelopment,
the mass graves were transformed into a vast cemetery. Year-round, so many construction workers
were building resting places for the dead on the mountain; the cemetery was far from lonely. Under

the blazing sun, Mei Zhu carried the forty or fifty pounds of firewood along the muddy path at the foot of the mountain,
feeling extremely strained. Sweat poured down, soaking her entire body.

Beyond the cemetery was an abandoned old factory. The factory was quite large, occupying dozens of acres of land at the foot of the hill,
with a small river, woods, and scattered mud huts or wooden houses. A few years ago, this factory employed three or four
hundred workers day and night to bleach and dry fabrics for export. However, since similar products from China expanded into overseas
markets , Ping Chau's largest bleaching factory faced its demise. Four or five large factories closed down one after another, and workers left their hometowns
to make a living. The vast factory was eerily silent, with only a few stray dogs occasionally appearing in the woods. The lingering
chemical smell even frightened birds away from nesting there.

It resembled a graveyard more than the nearby cemetery. The wooden fence in front of the factory gate had long been dismantled and used as
firewood, but the large red characters on the steel-framed, mud-brick gateposts were still clearly visible: "Smoking Prohibited."

As she passed by, Mei Zhu inadvertently glanced at the large sandy area behind the gateposts. This glance made her
instantly nervous, and she quickened her pace. Because Mei Zhu saw Darcy's
old car parked in the middle of the sand.

She had a deep impression of this car, and had shared many
intimate . Therefore, Meizhu recognized it at a glance!
The sound of a car moving behind her filled Meizhu with panic. Then came the honking of a horn. She wanted to shout at Darcy, begging him to stop
bothering her, to let her be a quiet bride, an ordinary young wife of the Ma family…

But the car had already grazed the bundle of firewood on her carrying pole; she could no longer ignore it. When she turned around
, she saw Darcy leaning out of the car window and calling to her, “Mary, why aren’t you paying attention to me?” Darcy was thirty-four
years old , neither fat nor thin, of medium height, with a pale complexion like most city dwellers,
and somewhat handsome. In Meizhu’s opinion, compared to Ma Hua, he was undoubtedly a “handsome young man.”

He wore sunglasses and a light green sweatshirt, an outfit that made him look younger. Although Ma Hua was
ten years younger, the sun and rain, the hard work, made him appear older and rougher. In a young girl's eyes,
Darcy was always more adorable and more attractive to the opposite sex than Ma Hua. At this moment, she was flustered and her face flushed,
only saying, "Go...go!"

"I won't go, Mary! You're being too cruel!" Darcy said, opening the car door and jumping out, running in
front of Mei Zhu and blocking her way. Mei Zhu almost burst into tears, glaring at him resentfully. However, when
she saw the tenderness in Darcy's eyes, her heart softened.

"Go...Darcy, it's not good for others to see this! Please!" she said in a trembling voice.

"Mary!" he called her, sounding so intimate and warm. In fact, using a Westernized
name was what Darcy called her in private, and he was the only one who called her that. Every time she heard that
name , her heart would pound, and she couldn't help but feel a surge of love within her.

This time was no exception. Even in this fleeting moment of unexpected encounter, amidst her flustered state,
she immediately recalled the happy times she had spent with Darcy. However, this time the situation was somewhat different. She
was about to get married to a man she didn't know. She was terrified, saddened, and even more reluctant to part with Darcy's
deep affection . Therefore, she couldn't help but shed tears.

"Don't cry, my Mary," he reached out and touched her flushed face, touching a single, glistening tear.
He softened his voice even more, "I understand your heart. I'm just as sad as you are!"

"Darcy, I... I have to go back. Leave quickly, don't stop me!" she said, turning her face away, then
lowered her head and rushed forward.

Darcy, forgetting his own feelings, suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist and said, "I won't let you go! Mary, I'll wait for you here,
just to see you one last time."

"No! I've been out for too long, I need to take this load of firewood home, please let me go."

"You're going to come out again, are you? Unless you come out again, I won't let you go no matter what." "

I...I need...to chop two more loads of firewood to take back." Meizhu had no choice but to tell the truth, while hurriedly pushing his arm
away from her waist.

Darcy hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Alright, I'll wait for you! I'll wait for you here. Mary,
come out as soon as you get back, don't disappoint me!"

Seeing how earnest he was, the love in Darcy's eyes grew stronger and stronger, which made Meizhu even more emotional
, and she could only softly agree to him. Suddenly, Darcy kissed her cheek with lightning speed, and while her
body trembled, he had already escaped back to the car and reversed it. Meizhu was at a loss and stood there for a long time before
carrying firewood and running back to the village.

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